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Akon - Gangsta lyrics
(chorus) Now i aint putting nothing out,I smoke when I wonna 26-inch chrome spokes on the hummer This heat gon last for the whole summer Running your bitch faster then the road runner Rocks on my wrist,rolls gold under Glocks on my hip,those throw thunder Im buying diamonds by the pier But when you stop,the only thing spinning is your ear Yeah,Im riding with that all black snub Raiders cap back,all black gloves Im 80s man,but the boy smack thugs these record sales??? Not to mention I bought a pack of clubs His impacts about as raw as crack was Now all these new artists getting raw deals Im only 21,setting on mills (chorus) we on fire up in here,its burning hot we on fire shell take it of if it get to hot,up in this spot we on fire tear the roof off this motherfucker nigga what you say we get lose in these motherfucker (wers 2) if you now anyting about my,then you know im a baller If i aint hit the first night,i aint gon call her Im trying to play,you trying to have my daughter But i cant blame her for what her momma taught her And i dont care bout what the next nigga bought her Cause i aint putting no baguettes in her?? I got a diamond about as clear as water And i got bread,but i aint spend quarters So cut the games ma,lets go in the back matter fackt,turn your ass round,back a nigga down And i aint bias when im riding throug the town like em small,like em tall,like em black,like em brown She gotta be able to cum when i need her Tight ass pants,little wife beater Regular chick or R&B diva Bitch say something,I aint a mind reader. (chorus) |
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